Pang Ruanxi felt her face hurt—hurt terribly...
More importantly, Sikong Jing made her feel utterly unbeatable. Killing intent surged in her eyes as she shouted, "Han Dingshuang, what are you still dawdling for? Kill Sikong Jing's wife right now!"
Han Dingshuang's entire body shuddered violently at that. He suddenly pulled a miserable face and replied, "Senior Sister Pang, I'm afraid I can't beat her anymore."
The moment those words fell, everyone finally snapped out of their shock over Sikong Jing's victory and looked at Su Yuexi in disbelief.
Only then did they realize that emerald light flowed all around her body, making her seem like a holy maiden amidst jade-green waters—mysterious and powerful.
The jade sword in her hand rose and fell like the waters of the Milky Way cascading from the ninth heavens. Her graceful figure drifted around Han Dingshuang like a dream or illusion, while he flailed like a headless fly, unable to land a blow on her.
At that moment, Han Dingshuang's expression had turned exceedingly ugly from the beating.
At the beginning, he had still been able to suppress Su Yuexi.
But for some reason, Su Yuexi seemed to be swallowing spiritual pills as she fought, constantly breaking through. In the blink of an eye, she had reached the peak of the third Dao Martial Realm.
All of a sudden, Han Dingshuang was left struggling just to cope.
"You useless trash, get out here!"
Just as everyone was marveling at Su Yuexi's astonishing performance, Pang Ruanxi suddenly let out a sharp cry and flashed forward with killing intent.
With a hum, she plunged straight into the Way of Heaven Duel Arena.
In the next instant, she replaced the panting Han Dingshuang.
Bang...
Pang Ruanxi immediately slammed a heavy palm toward Su Yuexi, sending the dreamlike jade-water